Willy Wonka

Your such a man, trying to put me down 

Such a tough guy, treating me like i’m blind 
You think you’re perfect, perfect with your Perfect lies (lalalala)
This is how you get your high?

Row, row, row your boat right back to your shrink
you’re honestly, honestly, honestly, honestly

Not the man you think

I don’t give a ****, 

And it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
Lalalalalalalalalalala

I don’t give a ****, 

And it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
Lalalalalalalalalalala

I think it’s cute, cute that you think i want ya' 

Won’t sugar coat it, nah I’m not Willy Wonka
Yeah you’re addicted, addicted to your own conviction 
I won’t let you get your high 

I don’t give a ****, 

and it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
lalalalala

I don’t give a ****, 

and it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
lalalalala

You’ve got me sprinkling the witchy dust 
I always knew I was expecting too much 

Obsessed with your own reflection 

Mirror mirror on the wall… smiling as i watch it fall 

You’re trapped in your own reflection
Find someone else to feed your obsession



Row, row, row my boat 

Down the chocolate stream 

It will never be sold, the ticket of gold

Is right here with the Queen.

In your head you’re a knight in shining armour 
In my eyes you’re just a dude in tin foil 


I don’t give a ****, 

And it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
Lalalalala

I don’t give a ****, 

And it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
Lalalalala

I don’t give a ****, 

And it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
Lalalalala

I don’t give a ****, 

And it goes with my outfit 
I don’t give a 
Lalalalala